That Range Rover Came With Steps ترجمة اغنية Lyrics That Range Rover Came With Steps ترجمة كلمات اغنية

[Future:]Fucked the DA on my way hereI made some millions on my way here niggaI seen your comment on my way hereI laughed my ass off on my way here niggaBalenciaga with the brain bust openThat new Mulsanne got the brain bust openPlay them racks like Jimi Hendrix on the guitarLoad my gun Cock it back then I push startI can't name how many times they tried to clone meThis dirty money help me see the doubleSidity thots, know they ain't foreverMy trials and tribulations playing out on blogsSpend three hundred thousand or better all the carsThe Maybach park itself, niggaThat range rover came with steps, niggaElectric tables in the back I'm eating filet mignonHe been 44'n all year I put that Rollie onTrapping good all year put the rollie onThey parading in the streets you gotta keep a drumSay a prayer for my young nigga, know he dumbThe murder rate going up nigga, I done ran this check up niggaGet hit up from the neck up nigga, yeahThe goyard looking like a graveyardMurder money, I'm in love with murder moneyOld friends of me turned into my enemyMy money and fame changes niggas into enemiesAll my hard work and lonely nights no sympathyWant to send a hit but too far in the industryI feel your energy I know you niggas envy meThey rep the gang that bangin' it out in penitentiaryI watch the shit come out your mouth and it's finickyI'm tryna love you but I doubt I'll scream infinityWith these billions on my mind it's hard to be cohesiveGettin' that A-Rod money like I hit the needleKeep a spanish mamacita like a Fanta literAnd I gave 'em all dope and they pissed offGot my lil Haiti babies waiting so they can wack yaI got my memphis ten niggas waiting to jack yaI got some DC niggas waiting to kidnap yaI got the clappers, finessers, and the trappersBefore the rap, you gotta go dap emDon't forget to look a nigga when they after ya

[Yo Gotti:]I told Future I can see the futureTold my bitch I love you 'fore I knew youI know I'm blessed nigga HallelujahI'm grateful and if you diss me then I might shoot yaBrrr you don't fuck with me the feeling mutualFuck you, half these rap niggas owe the jeweler fuck 'emI was selling keys to successI was coppin' keys outta TexasNew Wraith with the stars in itNew Porsche, condo, living room cars in itAce of Spades with the Percocet and bars in itYoung shooters, real soldiers put they heart in itThey talk 'bout all this money we make and all these niggas they hatin'Let's talk 'bout runnin' that bag up fast cause we ain't got no patienceLet's talk 'bout poppin' strips and xans like we 're patientsAnd the fed's allegations have you pacin'Million dollar dope boy I gotta be gratefulYou tryna get that 100 Mil I'ma race youDope boy, I ain't never wanna be a rap niggaBillboard reporter LA Reid just signed a trap niggaNew york Times read Jay Z just signed a trap niggaKitchen like it's Thursday, you heard? Might bring it back niggaYou fuckin' the money up if I'm being honestGotta be grateful I never break the promiseI know my plug love me, I know my bitch hate meI heard my hood saltyI tried to tell 'em it ain't my faultIt's just my blessings called meBut since they hatin' on an nigga I'ma keep ballin'And I ain't textin' that bitch back because she keep stallin'If she ain't fuck the first night then she just miss her callin'Fuck a plea, I'm goin' to trial poker face I'm all inPatek Philippe it AP, 40 mil I’m all inPlug hit my line I act like I ain't see 'em callin'I work so hard for mine I'm tryna get some free bandsI'm the king of the city my house GracelandNo respect for rappers they respect the coke manThat's why your favorite rapper actin' like the dope man nigga